My weekend

i had a pretty good weekend.
planned a dinner at the Blue Potato at merchant court.
the food was so so, but the service was superb.
staff were prompt to request, giving u personal space.
u c, me n HZ were the oni ones there at 7pm.
so we chose to sit near the pool (far end of the restaurant).
still, service was good.
here r some pix.

HZ was quite uncomfortable w the "personal" service. for me, its pretty cool though.

our table is by the pool. it was w a "waterfall-that-will-change-colour-after-30-secs". this is the colour HZ liked.

my view from my seat. fireworks (for the NDP rehersal) were seen behind us. unfortunately, it was being blocked by the stupid building on the right. blah.

the waiter insist to take a pix for us.

i wanted to take come "artistic" photos. pretty cool rite.

one more.

we went clarke quay to hav some drinks n chill out abit.

after a bottle of white wine at the restaurant, we still had sex on the beach, vodka lime, beer.....
that made us abit tipsy at the end of the session.
however, we enjoyed our nonsense at the pub.
no, i'm nt going to tell u wat we did. u go n think urself.
hee hee.

went for steamboat on sunday.
n this family whom sat behind HZ really irritated me alot.
freak.
they r a family of 4, 2 sons, parents.
the sons were yakking n shouting all the way as they sat down.
it was a pretty enclosed area, so it was really noisy.
the mum n sons arrived 1st, followed by the dad.
i tell u, i really wanted to throw the soup onto his face as the dinner proceeded.
damn asshole.
as he was sitting down, he asked his wife,"wat soup did u order?"
the wife ans him,"oh, since the kids n i dun eat spicy stuff, i ordered chix soup"
the stupid man shouted at her "hw can u b so selfish??? i WANT to eat the spicy one!!!"
freak.
he made his wife walk out to change the soup.
ok, family biz, nt my prob.
then as they ate, the husband commanded the wife " eh, i wan to eat tau kee, order for me"
hello, the waitress was JUST BESIDE him.
yes, he could hav turned his bloody heavy pig head to tell the waitress.
no, he didnt.
he freaking ask his wife do it.
his wife then told him "but the kids dun eat leh"
he shouted " i eat lah!!!! what's the prob!!!"
ta ma de.
the waitress heard him n took his order though.
i juz shook my head.
then, the wife commented on the way one of their son ate. she said w a laugh " eh, look at ur son, y he eat like dat one?"
u noe wat the bastard say?
he say " u teach one what, isnt it?"
the wife kept quiet n look at the floor.
throughout the dinner, the wife tried to tok to him, but always get snubbed by the husband.
wtf.
after the dinner, the man commanded the wife to walk to the cashier n pay, while he sat there comfortably (spelling?), drinking his soup, dozing off.
wah lau.
why gt this kind of ppl one???????
i cant stand it man.
i told HZ, pls open ur big eyes n look at the person properly b4 u marry him.
sigh.
y do u marry this kind of man in the 1st place????
i dun understand.
at all.
hw i wish i can pour my soup over his head.
the spicy one, that is. since he liked it so much.
fu** off, u freak.